"Bang!"
The fat monk held the Zen staff and paused heavily.
The earth cracked instantly, starting to spread in all directions with the monk as the center.
At the same time, the Arhat behind him also made a move, raised his six arms high, and then suddenly shot the Buddhist weapon in his hand at Chen Shicheng.
“Be careful.”
Whale Luo, who was some distance away from the battlefield, had a huge change in his expression. He wanted to help with the defense, but as soon as the flying sword behind him was shot, he felt the terrifying pressure and did not dare to He raised his head in belief and looked at the Buddhist vessel that seemed to have fallen from the sky and turned into a golden stream of light.
The power has become stronger!
Jing Luo was worried and quickly increased his strength. The six flying swords immediately aimed at the six Buddhist artifacts falling from the sky, wrapping up all his true energy.
But everything was in vain. The flying sword was completely shattered by the aftermath before it even got close to the Buddhist artifact. The flying sword that was connected to the mind was destroyed. Whale Luo's face suddenly turned pale, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out. , the body is crumbling.
“Are you okay?”
Turgenev and other players quickly supported Whale Luo.
"Leave me alone, Boss Gangzishu!" Jingluo pushed everyone away and shouted anxiously.
Turgenev then reacted and hurriedly prepared his most powerful skill and looked at the battlefield. But when he raised his head, his face was dull for an instant, "Zizhu has taken action"
< br>“What?”
“This is.”
“Oh my God!”
Other players also turned their heads suddenly to look, and after being stunned for a moment, Either the pupils are constricted, or the heart is beating rapidly, or the scalp is numb, all of them are shocked in place.
Just like what Turgenev said, Chen Shicheng did take action. This may not be accurate, but it should be a surprise.
Unlike before, when he had no power to fight back, Chen Shicheng just raised his head slightly this time, focusing his eyes on the six attacks flying towards him, and then six white immortal swords appeared in the air. Yi greeted him.
It is the intention of the sword, not the gang of the sword!
Sacred, defense-breaking, sure-kill, sharp. Countless concepts are condensed on it, mysterious and transcendent, and at the same time it has a power that no one can question.
The effect of the attack was also unexpected. It was obvious that the six Buddhist artifacts were condensed with true energy. They would erupt as soon as they came into contact with them. However, under the attack of the Immortal Sword Intention, they were actually different from the real ones. Like the objects, they were cut off from the source, dissipated into two parts, and gradually disappeared into the air.
The fat monk's pupils suddenly contracted, his scalp became numb, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably. "This is impossible. How can the skills that have been formed be..."
He touched tremblingly. He touched the back of his neck and just glanced at it, he felt that his soul was trembling, as if there was an immortal guillotine hanging above his head, and it might fall at any time.
"No, it's impossible, it's just a golden elixir."
The fat monk went completely crazy and raised his hand to slap the acupuncture points on his body several times.
"Poof!"
As a mouthful of golden blood spurted out, the monk's momentum suddenly surged, and the arhat behind him also grew taller, and his power became stronger and mighty. It spread out in all directions. The players in the distance were unable to stand upright under the brutal force.
The one who felt the most deeply was Chen Shicheng who faced the fat monk directly. The one-time Immortal Killing Formation gave him unparalleled attack power, but unfortunately he did not have any improvement in his realm.
Even if it has 40% attributes blessed by its own formation skills, in the final analysis it is still within the scope of the Golden Core Stage. Compared with the Dharma Phase Stage, it can only be said to be a world away.
And the fat monk on the opposite side did not only improve his strength through self-damage skills. The Arhat behind him was still full of Buddha's light and upright. However, after he saw himself and wiped out the attack at a glance, the Buddha's light was on the edge. But there was a hint of black.
A strange momentum rose quietly. Chen Shicheng just took a look, and a crazy idea of killing everything surged in his heart.
Is this an obsession?
Buddhist disciples love to be possessed by demons!
Blackening is ten times more powerful, whitening and ruining your life!
Chen Shicheng suddenly froze when he thought of this. He stopped delaying and his heart immediately moved.
The white light above the head that had never responded moved. The eyebrows and eyes at the top opened. The next second, they appeared above the fat monk, and a misty white light shot towards his Niwan Palace. .
In an instant, the fat monk, whose face was distorted and about to be possessed, froze on the spot. The Arhat, the demonic energy, and the true essence all had no connection with him anymore.
Just like the attack formed by the gathering of true energy, everything that belonged to him was "cut off" from the root and had nothing to do with him anymore.
But the problem is that all this is just the beginning. The immortal-killing flying knife above the head, which was created in ancient times, is still continuing its destructive power at this moment, as if it expands endlessly, just to never stop for countless years. That sentence I heard.
"Impossible, this is impossible, my cultivation, my true energy, move it, move it!"
The fat monk looked back and glanced at the gradually disappearing phantom. Arhat raised his hands tremblingly and kept groping on his body, as if he could find the strength not to respond to him.
Suddenly, he paused suddenly, and a flash of memory flashed in his mind.
That was an ancient secret told to him by his master when he was very young. There was a god who participated in the war between immortals and gods. Although it only appeared a few times, there was an ancient god every time. The great god fell in his hands.
Whether it was an immortal who lived forever and lived as long as heaven, or a Daluo who had an immortal aura and united all realms, they all ended up in a state of disarray in his hands.
“It is the inheritance of Tianzun Lu Ya. This is impossible, impossible. Except for the famous gods of heaven on the list of gods, the rest of the ancient immortal gods have had their Dao fruits shattered and their souls destroyed. There is no possibility of inheritance. That’s right. The people you are returning to are the demons from outside the realm."
"Huh? Only the immortals who have been on the list of gods have inheritance?"
Hearing this, Chen Shicheng was stunned and secretly noted it down. The fat monk said, "It doesn't matter whether you are a demon or not. What's the use of saying this as a dying person?"
"Dead person?"
The fat monk's eyes suddenly trembled. He was already a little crazy. He instantly regained his composure. Then he turned around and stumbled towards the outside of the formation. "I can't die. I want to spread the news. There are not only a few who inherit the divine throne." , the sects don’t have to fight for the only opportunity.”
“.”
Chen Shicheng blinked, this monk knew quite a lot, and revealed another aboriginal secret.
Based on what he said, it seems that it can be inferred that the sects in the game are inherited from the gods in heaven, and there is only one god, and everyone in the sect needs to grab it. Is it so complicated?
So, should we kill the monk directly now? It seems that we can squeeze more secrets out of his mouth. (End of this chapter)